Hidden thinly underneath.
Expectations. What you want from me.
Provide you with what's missing. I can see
You weaken, need relief.
Feel anticipation swell from you.
Relief from my reaction, right on cue.
You don't ask because you know
the request's unreasonable.
(Does that even cross your mind?
Or is it a given, all the time?)
Before I have time to think
I feel myself stepping into play
Here as you need me, sir, I'll say
Frustrated with myself
Suspense, intense. No room to decline
I'll do the emotional work for you